Down the path
But a few steps,
Nostalgic porch light
Tailing the traveler
Heavy knuckled branches
Shadow the trail ahead
Regret, doubt, fear
Hanging low in the way
Back in the village
Familiar faces rehearse
Comfortable rituals,
In love with the village
Yet the traveler turns,
Motivation flickering
Against the ambiguity,
Drawn to the path
-T. Weeks
(A response to “BOOK IX: Song of the Answerer”)
Life Immense 